This work is a desire to document the body. A desperate effort to create a memory within form, touch, and material. Clay as material is malleable and easily manipulated. With slow and precise steps, I coiled and pinched the red earthenware clay into a hollow, pillow like form. Immediately after building the voluminous body of clay, I hugged each pillow while still soft. The clay forms adhered to my body and reflect the shapes of my arms embracing and my hands gripping, as I gently applied pressure to hold close and shape each pillow. Objects that keep our marks. Our bodies that reflect memory. Our surfaces that depict use and time. Things Shouldn't Be So Hard
by Kay Ryan A life should leave deep tracks: ruts where she went out and back to get the mail or move the hose around the yard; where she used to stand before the sink, a worn-out place; beneath her hand the china knobs rubbed down to white pastilles; the switch she used to feel for in the dark almost erased. Her things should keep her marks. The passage of a life should show; it should abrade. And when life stops, a certain space-- however small-- should be left scarred by the grand and damaging parade. Things shouldn't be so hard. "Let’s begin here - at the skin. Pay attention to the story. A tale of lovers leaving port without words, with ships full of cargo, migrating from body to body, from flesh to flesh. This is a documentation of the human form: how we discover it, how we allow it to be discovered, how we love contours and knuckles and consume selfishly and sinfully - trying in vain to map out our primitive cartography without knowing what names to give the things that we love the most." ~ Shinji Moon The Anatomy of Being I've been exploring sculpture in my studio...thinking of form, memory, impression, and skin.
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